Saturday, Jan 14.
Oh, the things you do for some world experience.
Our 10-hour flight from New Zealand to Malaysia passed by in a jiffy – we fit in four good movies and two sub-par airline meals.
When we got to Kuala Lumpur for our layover, the only hotel in the airport was fully booked. So Matt and I slept on benches in an empty wing of the airport.
It was a sad sight.
I was sporting some fuzzy blue socks and had drool streaming down my face, with my mouth guard in. Matt was trying to bury his arms inside his t-shirt because it was so cold.
When some lady sat down on my legs, my nap was over. I woke up at 5 a.m. to a line of people staring at us.
Because it was so early, nothing in the airport was open except for Duty Free.
So naturally, I bought three delicious chocolate bars.
It’s going to take a lot of yoga to work off all this travelling.